Hello everyone, I just wanted to inform all I have threads with that I will be gone from this coming Wednesday through Sunday. I won't be able to post consistently if at all during this time, but I will try to make up for it next week! I am sorry for the inconvenience to everyone.

Granted that most of you won't know me or remember me, but I've had a few matches here and there some time ago. Well I think its time to become a regular around here and try to have some fun again, but at the same time keep coming back. Anyway I think its time to jump into some matches with Zoe Taylor, my mud wrestling character from Australia and get her back into the squared circle. Furthermore I will update my characters as I think some proper changes need to happen.

Krystal found her head connecting rather solidly with heather's head, but it would seem that a good portion of the force was also felt in her head from Heather's method of countering. Krystal's body went limp for a brief moment, almost making her collapse atop Heather, but she managed to force herself to roll off to the side of the girl. Krystal just rolled onto her back as she clutched at her forehead. "Uuuuuuugh... Bitch..." she weakly got out under her breath as she struggled to groan in pain and keep herself concious of her surroundings at the very least.

Krystal felt a little warm liquid on her hand as she held her head in pain though. It was pretty tough for Krystal to see clearly, but as she looked at her hand, Krystal realised that the headbutt actually busted open her head again. "Shit... Just doesn't get any fucking better..." she thinks to herself as she's greatly slowed down by the force from the two crashing their heads together.

Though slow in her motions at the moment, Krystal will be driven to move to try to keep herself from losing too much blood this match. Afterall, she doesn't want to bleed too much due to how her last match went. Krystal will slowly and carefully try to roll away from Heather and towards one of the secutrity barriers so she'll have something to help herself up. Once at the barrier, she will try to look over at Heather and guage how the girl's doing. If Heather still seems pretty out of it, Krystal will carefully try to stand up, though she won't be able to stand easily right now with her balance and vision pretty much destroyed at the moment from the headbutt.

As their heads collide, the added force sends Heather's head bouncing off Krystal's and back down onto the mat. Luckily for her, the mats do provide a little bit of padding. Otherwise, her head would have come crashing down on the concrete. She lets out yet another weak laugh at the state of the both of them, and then hears Krystal's comment. She gives an exaggerated gasp at it and then says between her heavy breaths, "Ah..heh..you're the..bitch..who wanted the headbutt in the...first place..you bitch."

She dizzily turns onto her side and feels her still stinging forehead. "No waay??" she says, as she finds that Krystal isn't the only one busted open. She lazily rubs the blood on her forehead spreading it on her face. She turns back onto her back and lets out a long sigh as she continues to lie down. Figuring Krystal would be in the same state, she takes her time to relax and try to somehow take in the large pain and dizzyness she feels in her head, caused by her own actions.

From looking over at Heather, who seemed to just be lying there for a bit, Krystal figures that she has some time to maybe get something over the wound on her head. However, there was a slight problem of what could she use to cover up the wound? She didn't carry bandages with her. She had no idea where the first aid box was during matches. What the hell else could I use? she thought to herself as she looked around though her still rather dizzy daze while leaning against the security barrier.

Krystal looked up at the ref and thought, "Nope, not about to take out the ref. Though her shirt might wor-... There's an idea." Krystal would slowly turn around again, facing towards the audience as rested her head against her arms on the barrier, giving her situation a think. "Well, no other solutions seem to be popping out at me," she thinks as sle shakes her head slowly, though also looking at the people in front of her.

Not really caring about the consequences at the moment, Krystal will abruptly reach out and pull the shirt off of a random front-row audience member! The poor person happened to be female too and screamed in embarrassment from having her assets revealed in such a way, but luckily for her there happened to be a gentleman around that gave her his jacket to cover herself up. Krystal will tie it around her head, almost looking like a turban of sorts, to keep some kind of pressure on the wound and hopefully slow down the bleeding. "You've got a helluva story to tell people now, and you'll get reimbursed for the shirt," Krystal will tell the girl to hopefully calm her down. "Hah! Not this time blood... You're staying in my skull..." she'll think to herself before she will turn back to Heather. Krystal still isn't feeling decent by any means, but she needs to keep an eye out for how Heather's holding up so her makeshift bandage won't be in vain.

Heather shakes her head one more time as she finally begins to get to her feet. The blood on her forehead only bothering her a little, as it isn't flowing out too badly. "Didn't expect this to happen on my very first match. Well, it's better to experience it all right away to know about it later." she thinks to herself as she uses the outer edge of the ring to help herself to her feet.

Once she finally gets there, she notices what Krystal is doing, just as she finishing creating the makeshift bandage. Heather stares at her for a few seconds, confused at what she sees, but as Krystal turns to her she understands what it is. She lets out a little laugh, as she moves her bangs away from her forehead, directing them away from the blood. "Well, that's one way to help it. I guess in the end it doesn't really matter how ridiculous it looks." she says, as she starts regaining composure. Still feeling a bit dizzy from whats all happened, and her cut still pulsing in pain, she tries to put on an act of calmness as she puts one hand on her hip, her "crimson mask", caused by her rubbing the blood earlier, contrasting her act.

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Krystal turns to see that Heather's standing ringside and manages to catch what the girl said. Though her vision's blurry, she manages to spot out that her face seems to be pretty red. "You think this is rediculous? You should see the other gal," she can't help but respond jokingly. She's making reference to Heather, but it might be mistaken for the girl she just took the shirt from. Krystal's head is still hurting like Hell, and the open cut burns a little since apparently the audience gal washed her shirts in perfume.

Krystal will blink and shake her head a few times, making sure the shirt doesn't come off of her head for the moment. Seeing as both girls are now standing, though both apparently still dizzy at the least, it's only a matter of time before things get back underway. Though her balance is still off, Krystal will look over at the chair and back at Heather, figuring one good turn deserves another. Krystal will carefully walk over to the chair and try to pick it up, keeping an eye on Heather as she does so just in case the girl wants to try to hit her while she's going for the chair. "Oh what the Hell, why not give it a swing myself?" she will think to herself while going for the chair.

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"Ooooooh I don't care. It's not that bad, feels kind of nice actually." she replies, rubbing her face again, spreading the newly surfaced blood. She obviously is trying to play it off, as her forehead is still throbbing in pain, her dizziness not yet gone. She mimics Krystal's motions in shaking her head and puts on a smile, ready to begin again regardless.

She watches at Krystal seems to be motioning for the chair, and for once in a long while she dons a serious look on her face. "That isn't going to happen. That would be the end to take any serious damage from that now, at least in the head." she thinks to herself as the two seem to be having a sort of staredown while Krystal inches for the chair. As Krystal gets close, Heather attempts to jump forward then jump again and try and hit Krystal with a spinning heel kick, though her timing may be not at accurate as she thinks due to her dizziness.

With the two staring down eachother like they were, Krystal was suprised she almost made it to the chair before Heather finally leapt at her to stop her. Krystal managed to actually put her arms up to block the kick from hitting her, however it did knock her already wobbly balance off. Krystal exclaimed, "Woa-... Aaaah~!" as she stumbled a step before falling backwards onto her butt, away from the chair that was hoping to get a hold of. "Damnit! So close, yet so far!" she thought to herself as she looked over to see how Heather was doing.

Krystal, not being able to judge the distance of Heather too well at the moment, will suddenly try to swing out her legs to attempt to sweep Heather's legs out from under her as she lands. Krystal will be rather annoyed that all that effort standing up was for nothing as she ended up back on the ground again. On the plus side, at least her vision and dizziness will be almost cleared up enough that she might be able to start doing something about heather again.

After connecting with the kick, Heather hurries to stand up. "Hah! Yo--wh-Aah!" About to taunt Krystal after the move, she is cut off and taken by surprise by the leg sweep.

Sent falling backwards she lands on her back, also slightly hitting the back of her head on the mat again. "Agh Damnit!" She yells out in frustration as she grabs for her back. Her joking demeanor from not too long ago now completely vanished as the pain starts to build again.

Krystal's made herself a little dizzier from the sweep, but she's more glad to have knocked the girl down than anything. "Guess that worked out as well as I hoped," she thought to herself as she uneasily started standing up. Krystal only got onto her hands and knees when she felt a little light headed though and decided to just continue like that for now. Afterall, Heather probably wasn't going to stay down long enough for Krystal to move her over to a table in this state. Krystal wanted to be sure she could move the girl, and she thought of just how she might be able to do that... She might not preffer to do it this way, but in the end it might just save her from enough pain to make it worthwhile, unless Heather acts against it.

Krystal will try to crawl on her hands and knees over towards the chair again. She will then attempt to pick it up like she wanted to earlier, but she will hold it upside-down as she then glances between the chair and Heather a couple of times. Krystal will then try to walk on her knees back over to Heather, where she will raise the chair up before trying to drive the back of the chair into Heather's belly to hopefully knock a good amount of the fight from the girl.

"Aah, how could I have let her do that to me. God I feel like such an idiot. Damn this hurts like hell." she curses to herself as she lies there holding both her back and her head. The feelings that she had before piling up onto these ones as the frustration just adds more to the pain. "Now what could she be doing?"

She looks up at what could probably be the worst moment. She looks at Krystal on her Knees with the chair in the air, almost looking like she was to impale her with it, and catches the moment where she goes to drive it into her belly. "No!" she yells and goes to put her arms up to somehow do something to stop it, but they go nowhere in time and the back of the chair is driven straight into her belly. She lets out a loud cry of pain and curls up to her side holding it. Letting out a few coughs, she begins to groan from the pain in her midsection from the blow.